Lyrics K.A.A.N. – Get Back
Text:
Get back, get back, get back back back
Get back, get back, get back back back
Ayy hol’ up hol’ up hol’ up hol’ up
What you reachin’ for? (what you reachin’ for?)
Niggas say they get into it, I ain’t even notice (I ain’t even notice)
Told ’em they would never catch me on my flying lotus (fly away ho)
Just found out I’m claustrophobic I’ma need space (I’ma need space)
Real short with my conversation these days (the fuck you want nigga?)
I don’t trust a soul I’m too paranoid (I don’t trust ’em)
I got voices in my head, they make too much noise
Sleeping pills (no)
Script refills (no)
Chronic (yes)
Quicker thrills (no)
Plateaued hills (no)
Ironic (yes)
The dollar bill (so?)
Make ’em bounce (oh)
Hydraulic (yes)
What the fuck y’all niggas finna do next to get your shit poppin’ off ground and movin’
To turn your little sad scene into an epic movie
What the fuck you niggas thought it was, oh you ain’t understood me
Better get familiar, hope you know just what the fuck you doin’
This shit’s a foreign language, hope you niggas speak it fluent
And know exactly who you are before you get influenced
Pain’s a potent drug if you take a hit (if you take a hit)
The void of reality it don’t exist (no it don’t)
Feels like a fuckin’ simulation I’m stuck in the glitch
Get back, get back, get back back back
Ayy hol’ up hol’ up hol’ up hol’ up
What you reachin’ for? (what you reachin’ for?)
Niggas ask a lotta questions, act like I don’t know ’em (who the fuck are you?)
Niggas say they get into it, I ain’t even notice (I ain’t even notice)
Told ’em they would never catch me on my flying lotus (fly away ho)
Just found out I’m claustrophobic I’ma need space (I’ma need space)
Real short with my conversation these days (the fuck you want nigga?)
I don’t trust a soul I’m too paranoid (I don’t trust ’em)
I got voices in my head, they make too much noise
Amphetamines (no)
Chlorophyll (no)
High (yes)
Dramamine (no)
Set a scene (no)
Die (yes)
It’s just a feel (so?)
To each his own (oh)
I (yes)
Could give a fuck what these niggas doin’ just to get by ’cause I got my own issues
Feelin’ like I’m thrown out of the clouds while wearin’ no suspension
Feelin’ like my ride went up and down with no maintenance assistance
But keep it cool, calm down, that’s what they insistin’
Couldn’t find it had no urgencies in my situation
And I been patiently wait, was I too late for the game?
Am I a victim of fate (if you take a hit) make sure you blow some smoke in they face
‘Cause they was quick to take your plate and eat your food with no grace
Get back, get back, get back back back
Get back, get back, get back back back
